Come Let Us Sing Of Those Sweet Babes Lyrics

1. Come, let us sing of those sweet babes
Whom Herod murder'd long ago;
When all through Ramah's coast was heard
A sound of bitter woe.

2. They tore them from the cradle-bed;
They tore them from their mother's breast;
But, since they died for Jesus' sake,
We call those children blest.

3. They might have brown up wicked men,
That heeded not God's holy Word;
They might have joined their cruel cry,
Who crucified the Lord.

4. But, early called, they gave their lives
for Him Who, fleeing through the wild,
Yet had a part in all their pangs,
And loved each martyr-child.

5. Safe from beneath the murderer's knife,
They passed to His eternal rest;
And since they died for Jesus' sake,
We call those children blest.